My blog this week however won't be from today, but from Thursday morning. I woke up early enough to make it to the Quarry at about 6 a.m. They open early like this twice a week for people who want to go before work/school. A friend of mine and I frequently meet there early to get some lead climbing in. Lead climbing is a type of climbing which involves starting a route without a rope already set at the top. The name implies that the leader climbs the route first, and then the rest of the group can climb more easily because the rope has already been run through anchors at the top of the climb. If you slip while climbing a "top rope" setup, you will barely fall at all because the rope is always anchored above you and catches you almost immediately. On a lead climb however, the difference is that you have to set anchors along the wall while climbing. This means that many times during the climb, you may actually be a few feet above the last anchor. If you slip, you'll fall double the distance from you to the anchor below you, plus a few extra feet usually because of stretch in the rope.
Given that understanding of how lead climbing works, I have done it frequently and it always makes me a bit nervous. If I sense that I won't be able to make a part of the climb without taking a lead fall, I'll stop and take a rest. I also try to climb routes that are much easier than what I would be willing to do on a "top rope" climb. This strategy has worked for a long time. I've taken small falls before but nothing worth telling about. On Thursday morning however, my last climb of the day, I found myself in a spot where the places I was holding on to the wall with my hands and feet weren't the easiest to hold onto. I was worn out from having done several lead climbs. My last anchor was a few feet below me. My next anchor (or "quickdraw") was right about at eye level. I couldn't hold on well enough to try to climb back down, to try to clip into my next quickdraw, or to continue the climb. I only held on for a moment, long enough to think, "Well, here it goes. My first huge lead fall." In addition to being a few feet above the anchor and the stretch in the rope, my friend had also left quite a bit of slack in the rope because he knew I was close to the next point I needed to clip in. He's also used to the fact that I don't take falls, because if I sense one coming I take a rest to avoid it. All of these factors combined, I was in the air for quite a long time. Long enough to think, "I'm ok. The rope is going to catch me any second now." As the rope caught me, my friend came well up off the ground, again adding to the total distance I fell. Having been close to the top when I started the fall, I can estimate that the total distance of the fall was about 25 feet. Surprisingly it didn't scare me at all. I definitely felt a bit of an adrenaline rush, and truth be told I had a huge smile on my face. Both of us laughed for a while.
What did I learn? Taking a lead fall isn't so bad. It's actually sort of fun!
So what? I've been very careful for a very long time to avoid taking a lead fall, all to discover after having gotten my first one over with that I don't need to try so hard to avoid them anymore.
Now what? I'll be able to start pushing myself harder, especially at lead climbing, so that I can improve my climbing abilities, climb with more confidence, and take fewer breaks.
Obviously the picture isn't from when we were climbing in the gym on Thursday. It's me lead climbing a route with my wife a few weeks ago.



